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Chapter 9
Wraythe
Proving her obedience, Faylie let her eyes slip closed, so I took the chance to check the room again. Quin was tense. Talin looked impressed. Nari? She was reclined as casually as ever. I couldn't be sure if that was to make Ela feel more confident or simply because she liked this more than we'd guessed. Possibly both.
Our girl wasn't sweet and gentle, even though most assumed she was. She acted nothing like Ela, but after hearing about what she'd done to Talin's ex-boyfriend, I had to admit that she'd never been soft. Nari was flexible in a way that was easy to overlook. She knew she would always be seen as weak, so she used that assumption against people. It was really no different than how Ela used his beauty to hurt the ones who thought he was worth nothing but his looks.
Which meant these two were a lot more dangerous than I'd ever imagined. That made my guts clench. I'd never seen it before because they loved me. I hadn't been allowed in Nari's individual sessions, so I only heard the stories about what she'd done - except with Tishlie. That moment when she'd used her boot to push the girl back? The look in her eyes had been similar to the need in Ela's, and nearly as dark.
Together, what kind of damage would they do to this poor woman? Sure, Faylie liked it, but I'd seen Ela work. I could imagine the things Nari could do. Combined? Fuck. They were going to destroy her, and I'd be surprised if Faylie bothered to complain. Their attention was the sort of thing that even a god couldn't resist.
But Ela wasn't standing around doing nothing. He'd let Faylie go and removed his shirt. Now, he was opening his pants. His dick wasn't completely hard, though. That was a problem, and it said more than my best friend probably wanted to admit. He might like torturing others, but he didn't want to give Nari a reason to despise him. He was scared of letting her see this.
Then Nari murmured her approval. Before my eyes, my ward's length hardened, but I wasn't the only one who noticed. Quin's head tilted just a bit, as if he was thinking as hard as I was - which he probably was. Still, he'd noticed the change. He'd seen that it wasn't Faylie driving Ela. It was, and always would be, Nari.
Eventually, Quin relaxed a bit, his shoulders softening. Ela was saying something to Faylie, but I wasn't worried about that. Some orders, most likely. No, my job was to read the room. To make sure nothing got out of hand. I already knew that if Ela lost control, I'd be the one to hold Quin back. Talin would protect Faylie. Nari would handle Ela.
Without warning, Ela shoved his dick into Faylie's mouth, pulling my attention back to the show. The clanking of the chains was loud as the entire contraption the woman was secured in jerked back. Like always, Ela was cruel. He didn't give her time to prepare. He just forced his way in, shoving his dick down her throat.
Faylie flinched, her body resisting the invasion, but Ela grabbed the hair at the back of her head and pulled her deeper onto him. She made a sound that wasn't quite gagging, but close. Her nipples hardened, clenching into tight little peaks. The woman relaxed into Ela's control, then she moaned, proving she liked it.
There was nothing easy about this. Nothing kind or sensual. Ela wanted to feel the heat of her mouth, so he had. Faylie was nothing more to him than a toy. Something available to be used, and we - his audience - were giving him silent approval.
"Harder?" Ela asked.
She couldn't pull him into her with her hands bound. She couldn't nod while wrapped around his dick. I'd be impressed if she could murmur an answer, so the question was mostly rhetorical. And yet, Faylie's eyes looked up, meeting Ela's, and it was like he understood. Slowly, almost gently, he withdrew, only to slam back into her mouth. Then he did it again.
The woman's body flinched at the abuse. I could see her throat stretch as he pushed far past her gag reflex. Her hands clenched into fists, straining against the manacle holding her. That clearly hurt, but Faylie wasn't the kind of woman to complain. Again, Ela withdrew slowly. This time, he caressed her face as he did so.
The contrast between the kindness and the abuse seemed to be what Faylie needed. From where I stood, I could see that her pussy was flushed and swollen, getting wetter by the second. Ela didn't need to toy with her body. He just had touseher. That was her desire, and he gave it over and over, offering her no chance to do anything but swallow him as he fucked her face - hard.
Ela's hands moved to the sides of her jaw as he shoved his dick into her mouth again and threw his head back. His thrusts came faster. Faylie's entire body rocked with each one, the manacle creaking as it shifted, and no one seemed to care. This was within the limits. It might look cruel, but it was the type of passion they both enjoyed.
"Like that?" Ela asked. "Find anyone else who can fuck your face like that, you little whore?" His next thrust was harder. "Suck it! Don't just take my dick, you little cunt. I want you to do something with that nasty mouth of yours!"
Her lips shifted and I thought she was toying with her tongue now. I couldn't be sure, but Ela seemed to approve. There was just one problem with this. He might be warming himself up, but he was not truly abusing her. Not like he usually did. If he wanted to get signed off for open pain sessions, Ela needed to stop holding back.
And I couldn't say a thing.
Another thrust, then one more, and he simply pulled free of her lips. He clearly hadn't finished, but it also seemed like he didn't care. Faylie leaned with him, trying to chase what she wanted, yet the restraints prevented that. Grumbling under his breath, Ela stepped back and stripped off his pants, socks and shoes. Completely naked, he moved to the dresser to grab his flogger. Giving her no warning, he swung it at her ass.
It wasn't a cat o' nine tails, since it only had six lashes, but close enough. The end of each leather strap was embedded with a soft metal. Lead, I thought, but I wasn't completely sure. He'd long ago worn the ends to a dull finish, because this was one of his favorite toys. Also one of the most deadly. But when the tips connected on her skin, there was no crack.
"Lose your bite with your girl in the room?" Faylie taunted. Then she looked over at Nari, disobeying Ela's first rule. "I bet she could spank me harder."
This time, the lashes landed on her back hard enough to make Faylie jump. The sound was sickening. Wet, almost. I quickly checked Quin, to make sure we were still ok, because that had to have cut skin.
"I said not to look at her!" Ela growled.
"Harder," Nari told him. "I want to see blood running down her legs, Ela."
Faylie's eyes widened. Quin's body tensed. Ela's lips curled and his eyes jumped up to meet Nari's. For a single breath, everything paused. I took the chance to look at Talin, and he nodded, reassuring me that we had this. I wasn't as sure, since I could see the look on Ela's face. The darkness was back, and this time he wasn't fighting it.
How bad was this going to get? Would Nari's presence be the thing that finally pushed Ela too far? She trusted him completely, yet he didn't trust himself. I wasn't sure where I fell on that spectrum. Sure, I trusted him, but to be deadly. I just didn't want today to be the day he proved me right.
The next swing of the flogger cracked against Faylie's back hard enough to make her cry out. Then again. "What did I tell you?" he asked.
"I didn't mean to look!" Faylie whimpered.
